It was a good fish

Despite my best efforts, I wasn't able to keep Tiernan's fish, Gus Gus alive for very long. Gus Gus came to live with me in early August after Chrissy moved. In all the moving madness (anyone that has ever moved knows what I'm talking about) the tank broke and he...she...it...nearly went down the bathtub drain. I took Gus Gus home with me and plopped him in a margarita pitcher (sans the margarita) until I could get to a pet store to procure the appropriate Gus Gus habitat. A few days went by and then Pea and I set off for Petco to buy him some new digs. Pea picked out a gorgeous purple tank, lovely purple and turquoise rocks and a simple plant for his new home.
Everything was going swimmingly (pun intended) until one day I came home to find Gus Gus sucked up against the filter intake...I knew then it was the beginning of the end.
On Saturday, September 29, Gus Gus took his last breath. Cam and Daisy said a few nice words about the goldfish we'd come to love before they sent him off with a water burial.
Tiernan was a bit sad that Gus Gus died and wanted to know how Cam removed him from the tank but all in all seemed satisfied with the answers Cam provided.

Rest in Peace Gus Gus.